Paroles de Ancestral Deceit
Devouring my self-worthin make of a greater cause,
this thing shall be once more.
This legacy is ever mine
for by my ancestor's hand
am I bound to its hull,
its frame.
This machine, my bloodline be
This machine, my bloodline (my bloodline) be (BE, BE)
its frame.
This machine, my bloodline be
This machine, my bloodline (my bloodline) be (BE, BE)
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